Imperial Prison.
Although not a separate case, it was placed in a separate area within the prison.
The Qian family stayed in a rather large single room.
This private room wasn't originally hers; she was being very considerate.
It was eight feet wide and eighteen feet deep, enough to divide into three small rooms. It was like an outer room, an inner room, and a washroom.
There was an old woman who took care of him, such as bringing him food and cleaning.
So, although it is a prison, it is spacious, tidy and clean.
If one is in the mood, one can compose poems and paint, living a very carefree life.
Qian had no interest in this. After being here for a while, he appeared silent on the surface, but inside he was burning with passion.
It was snowing outside, and it was dark.
The room was even darker and colder.
Forget about the brazier; there's a dim lamp outside, out of reach of those inside.
Qian stood there, wearing a dark-colored overcoat, her face also dark; her hair was neatly combed, but there was nothing on her head.
After all, can a hairpin be used to commit murder? We don't know if a rope used to tie hair can be used for hanging.
But Qian had no intention of dying; she wanted to live! She wanted to live a good life!
Even the faintest light outside filled Qian's eyes with hope.
Her greatest wish right now is for the Li family to die! For Pei Huanyue to die!
If you were to mention Pei Huanyue here, you would get beaten up, so Qian Shi is still considered a bastard!
"Despicable people deserve to die," that logic makes no mistake.
After her usual cursing, Qian pushed open the door, preparing to go inside to sleep.
Inside, there was a decent bed. Compared to other people's beds with just a pile of straw on the floor or a bed board, this one had a bed and a proper quilt, and there were no lice. There was also a table next to the bed, with teacups and a teapot on it.
The old woman brings hot tea every day, and it's not cold yet.
Qian felt no gratitude, only curses. But, it seems someone is coming?
Qian came out to see.
Two old women dragged a girl along; both were covered in snow and exuded a chill.
Qian was not blind; she immediately recognized it: "My Feng?"
The old woman sneered, "This is your eldest daughter. The Empress is merciful, so you can be reunited."
Another old woman said, "Feng isn't yours; you can't take it by force."
Chang Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief; it was absolutely terrible!
She didn't want to stay in the Dark Fragrance Courtyard, but she didn't want to come to prison! This was worse than her old place.
The room was not only small, but it also had a view from the outside!
Because Chang Ziyu wasn't a village girl from the Chang family, she had always been unable to be seen in public. Forcing her to be seen like this by others was terrible!
It was colder here than in the Eastern Palace. She was already numb from the cold and barely managed to stay awake.
The old woman locked Chang Ziyu inside, then gave Qian a bundle: "This is a gift from the Empress."
Madam Qian caught the bundle but failed to catch her daughter. This bundle looks quite nice; it wasn't anything special before. Chang Ziyu's clothes are decent, but thin and not warm enough.
Qian shouted, "What have you done to her?"
The old woman was about to leave when her voice drifted from afar: "Don't you all know perfectly well what you've done?"
Everyone in the world knows what the Pei family has been up to. It's truly a blessing that they've kept Qian Shi imprisoned and not executed.
Nobody cares.
Chang Ziyu is still sick and no one cares about her.
Ms. Qian realized that if she didn't want to live, no one else would want them to live. So she had to live on with strength.
Mrs. Qian dragged her daughter onto her bed.
Chang Ziyu was like her, not short, but very light. She only had one hand.
Ms. Qian couldn't express her feelings, and could only resign herself to taking care of her.
They opened the bundle and found two cloaks, two sets of undergarments, some jewelry, and ten five-tael silver ingots.
No matter what, the Qian family never looked down on this, but they knew it was useful.
The water was scarce and cold, so Ms. Qian quickly tidied up for her daughter.
She herself wouldn't bother to tidy up, let alone serve others.
Chang Ziyu's surname isn't Pei, she's not her Feng, and now it's like selling her to her for fifty taels of silver.
The bed was fairly large, so Qian lay down and covered herself with both cloaks to keep warm at night.
Chang Ziyu didn't know when she woke up, but she felt stuffy and unable to breathe.
Mrs. Qian got up to look at her and poured her a glass of water.
Chang Ziyu felt so cold she wanted to throw it away. However, she had actually been feeling cold for a while.
Seeing that she was still alright, Madam Qian asked, "How did you end up like this?"
Chang Ziyu was about to cry: "I just want to go out."
Ms. Qian asked, "Where do you want to go?"
Chang Ziyu said, "I know now."
Mr. Qian asked, "What about later?"
Chang Ziyu said, "Xie Zhou will ascend the throne."
Qian asked, "Then why did you come here? Are you out of your mind? Shouldn't you be staying by his side?"
Chang Ziyu couldn't say it. It wasn't something she could simply decide to stay; the Crown Prince was treating her increasingly poorly, so she had to find another way.
Mrs. Qian asked, "What happened after you went out?"
Chang Ziyu thought to herself, if Chang Zihan could become empress, why couldn't she? She was sure she was much better than Chang Zihan.
Madam Qian was furious: "Useless thing! Because of you, we've all ended up like this. And you actually ran away!"
Chang Ziyu was furious: "Wasn't it you? Why are you making me play the role of a village girl?"
Madam Qian angrily said, "If it weren't for you, I would have strangled her long ago."
Chang Ziyu asked, "Why don't you strangle her?" She added, "The Phoenix Fate was originally mine, but she stole it! You want Pei Huanfeng to replace me? Does she deserve it?"
Ms. Qian slapped her.
Although Chang Ziyu had only one hand and was quite ill, she still fought the Qian family with great skill and skill.
**
Guangtian Hall.
When Huan Yue woke up, he found that the scoundrel was not there.
I wonder if I'll go to another beauty, or if I'll think of my white moonlight and get up for a smoke?
Unfortunately, it was snowing, so we couldn't see the moonlight.
Men are just as cunning as women.
Huan Yue wasn't that bright; anyway, the bed was nice, so he decided to sleep a little longer.
As for whether the white moonlight can regain favor, or whether it occupies a place even after death, the living can never compete with the dead.
Huan Yue thought to himself that if she didn't fight, she would just be a dead person.
Or turn both of them into dead people.
As for the scoundrel getting tired of this taste and wanting to change to something else, he can change it however he wants.
Huan Yue would not act like a dead man, would not fight with a dead man, and would turn a dog of a man into a dead man.
The Lizheng Hall is in front.
Early in the morning, Di Shan yawned. This wasn't suitable for him; he didn't want to die young.
Du Xiuyi was much more composed than him, after all, he didn't have his background. Di Erlang could live a good life even without doing anything.
Now, we need to deal with the Zhuang family's affairs, as well as the mess caused by Prince Yongning and the He and Fu families.
It would be relatively convenient for Xie Xuan to do something during the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven.
Xie Zhou planned to kill Xie Xuan directly, otherwise he would have to support him and spend money on him.
And then there's the Wang family. They're Xie Xuan's dogs now, but once Xie Xuan dies, the Wang family will be like ownerless dogs.
Di Shan felt that Xie Xuan was difficult to deal with. If handled poorly, it would truly damage His Highness's reputation.
Your Highness's reputation is still very important.
Otherwise, many problems might arise when the throne is ascended. After all, an unstable throne is a good time to stir up trouble.
Xie Zhou was no longer concerned with his reputation, but with the bigger picture, which he was determined to keep under control.
The eunuch came to report: "Lian Qing went to steal from Pei Yuannu, and he took a lot of people with him. The grave was blown up, but no one was killed. Instead, Lian Qing went crazy. He wants to dig up all that soil."
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